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Welcome to Moemon Academy, where the girls are cute and beginning to 'grow'

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Chapter #5

Merciless Mightyena and the Arcanine Avenger!

    by: Bobo the Hobo Author IconMail Icon
"As this academy's protector," Vayne began, with his usual fervor in long drawn-out speeches about morality and whatnot, as he started towards the slinking evil that was his nemesis, "The joyful burden of guarding my precious Alma Mater from the wicked deeds of seductive harlots and the rest of your ilk is rested solely upon my shoulders and mine alone." he said in a dramatized, deep rendition of his usual voice. "For my heart burns with the fiery passion of a protectors, one that melts the evil away from those that I care for and scorches only the deserving; I am-"

"Look, just freaking enough, okay?!"

Midnight, while passionate and protective in her own rights, was far from patient and understanding. This, on top of being painted on the darker side of things and her leaning towards manipulation, was what actually led to the dispute in question in the first place. Sure, when one looked abstractly, the two would make a great pair: both had great physical strength and almost completely forewent their individual elemental prowess, both were loud and older than most students. But, when it came down to it, Vayne was just so damn annoying that anything that came out of his mouth seemed to grate on a certain Mightyena moemon's nerves. "You've been playing Superhero since Freshman year, Vayne!" Midnight shouted wildly, "Can it with the whole "protector" crap and get a life! Maybe a girlfriend or something, seriously, pick up a hobby!" Of course, she failed to recognize the hypocrisy in her arbitration; as she'd been playing "bad girl" for quite some time too...

"Enough, wench!" Vayne exclaimed, still posing in a way that deserved a thick outline and a cape even as he defended his standpoint, "I will not stand by and let you make a mockery out of the Academy's simple stockmen!" the Arcanine Avenger declared as he rushed Midnight. His wide bulk, as proven several times, kept a good bit of his opponent's immediate escape room occupied. However, again like so many times before, Midnight's agile reflexes and strong leg muscles provided her with more than enough physical strength to propel herself above the would-be hero via frontflip; putting her in front of the vending machine and behind the pituitary case of a Vigoroth, who seemed to be simply ignoring the scuffle at hand and right back at work peacefully. "You're getting stale, Slugger!" Midnight taunted as she turned around, "Or maybe you're just losing interest."

Vayne fumed, his long platinum hair waving cautious flows towards Midnight as the Legendary Moemon activated his signature move: "Extremespeed!" he shouted, instantly vanishing in a flashstep so fast that you could not blink and miss it. Midnight looked around for any sign of distortion, anything that might give away his current plan of attack. To the left; nothing. The right? Nothing. Even the ever-predictable above tactic didn't seem to be useful...

Oh wait.

The feeling of anticipation led Midnight to guard her ankles! She did another flip from her standing position, feeling quite cocky in her abilities to defend herself from anklebiting scum like Vayne... when she felt an intense burst of air knock her face-first into the ground. Aerial strike, well played. And, with the added pressure of Vayne's muscley build on top of her, Midnight was all but bested. "Huh." she rasped, "Nice one, Hero."

***

"So this whole thing was about me not paying for my snacks?!" Midnight barked as she sat hogtied in Vayne's Golf Mobile, hopping up and down furiously as Vayne's heroic smile gleamed stereotypically in the sunlight. "Absolutely." he said deeply as he continued to steer his golf cart down the streets of the city surrounding his academy, "So long as you start paying for your snack foods and other yummies, there will be no hard feelings between us on this matter!"

...

"So why hogtie me?"

"So that I may bring you to another, untainted snack treat vendor without fear of retribution." he said happily, "I shall untie you when we arrive at a suitable location."

"Where I will promptly punch you in the face."
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